| James Kirke Paulding - 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 444
...the planets, than the man in the moon. I only contemplate them as unapproachable, unextinguishable fires, glittering afar off, in those azure fields...not the deathlike calm of a winter's night, when the whistling wind grows quiet, and the frosts begin in silence to forge fetters for the running brooks,... | |
| Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1856 - عدد الصفحات: 816
...planets, than the man in the moon. I only contemplate them as unapproachable, unextinguishablc tires, glittering afar off, in those azure fields whose beauty...strolling forward, there gradually came a perfect cairn—ami even the aspen-tree whispered no more. But it was not the deathlike calm of a winter's... | |
| Evert Augustus Duyckinck, George Long Duyckinck - 1856 - عدد الصفحات: 808
...maintaining an existence independent of matter, by abstracting itself from the body, and expatiating alone m the boundless regions of the past and the future....of a winter's night, when the northwest wind grows euiet, and the frosts begin in silence to forge fetters for the running brooks, and the gentle current... | |
| Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 1010
...thunders, that no reflecting being can resist. It is in such scenes and seasons, that the heart ie deepest smitten with the power and goodness of Providence,...deathlike calm of a winter's night, when the northwest wirfd grows quiet, and the froste begin in silence to forge fetters for the running brooks, and the... | |
| James Kirke Paulding - 1868 - عدد الصفحات: 446
...that no reflecting being can resist. It is in such scenes and seasons, that the heart is most deeply smitten with the power and goodness of Providence,...the death-like calm of a winter's night, when the whistling wind grows quiet, and the frosts begin in silence to forge fetters for the running brooks... | |
| James Kirke Paulding - 1868 - عدد الصفحات: 442
...itself from the body, and expatiating alone in the boundless regions of the past and the future. 0 As I continued strolling forward, there gradually...the death-like calm of a winter's night, when the whistling wind grows quiet, and the frosts begin in silence to forge fetters for the running brooks... | |
| Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1881 - عدد الصفحات: 1078
...; a voice i;i her thunders, that no reflecting being can resist. It is in such scenes and seasoas, that the heart is deepest; smitten with the power...of a winter's night, when the northwest wind grows juiet, and the frosts begin in silence to forge fetters for the running brooks, and the gentle current... | |
| Frank McAlpine - 1886 - عدد الصفحات: 456
...matter, by abstracting itself from the body, and expatiating alone in the boundless regions of tho past and the future. As I continued strolling forward, there gradually came a perfect calm,—and even the aspen-tree whispered no more. But it was not the death-like calm of a Winter's... | |
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